Seeing this scene, the blind man and the mute felt relieved, looked at each other, and nodded.
As they expected, Qin Mu mobilized his perception during the tempering. He not only learned the knowledge imparted by the two of them during the forging process, but also mastered it proficiently.
Not only that, Qin Mu entered a mysterious state, integrating his own perception, his understanding of the Tao, his own spirit, and even his own Tao heart into the casting!
When he was forging, halos of light appeared around his body, phantoms of ancient gods emerged from all parts of his body, large and small halos surrounded the ancient gods, symbolizing the great avenue of the universe.
The resonant Dao voice came, his perception, his Dao heart, his persistence, and his hard work, with his hammer after hammer, he smashed into the formed magic weapon.
He turned his avenue runes and his supernatural powers into microcosms, and as the sledgehammer fell, he deeply imprinted them in every microcosmic particle of the divine weapon, and the imprints were very serious.
Whenever his vitality and spiritual consciousness are exhausted, he will take a sip of Hongmeng Yuanye, and when the magic weapon is too hot, he will use Hongmeng Yuanli to infiltrate and temper it, regardless of the cost.
After the mute and the blind man forged the butcher's magic knife, they couldn't help being surprised to see that Qin Mu was still refining it, without sleep.
However, the two of them didn't think much about it. After all, Qin Mu's studies were quite complicated, and micro casting would definitely take time and effort.
The old man rested for a while, and then turned on the furnace again to help the cripple make boots and gloves.
Refining treasures for a cripple is more time-consuming than forging a butcher's magic knife. The cripple's skills are different, requiring treasures to pass through various bans and seals with him, which is a treasure to improve his stealing skills.
This is a great test for the dumb and blind.
It had been more than 20 days since the two of them refined the cripple's treasure. They breathed a sigh of relief and looked back, only to see that Qin Mu was still refining his divine weapon.
However, it can already be seen that what Qin Mu forged was also a sword, a very ordinary divine sword, and there was nothing extraordinary about it.
However, Qin Mu has already used the Heavenly Palaces in his Spiritual Embryo God's Treasure to forcibly impress the brand with the Heavenly Palaces!
"The power of Mu'er's magical weapon is probably too terrifying!" The two looked at each other and thought to themselves.
They could see that Qin Mu's magical weapon was only in the shape of a sword, but it actually carried Qin Mu's avenue and ambition. It was not just a sword, but could change shape at will, which is why it was so complicated to build.
The abnormal phenomena around Qin Mu gathered together, and as the last hammer fell, there was only a ding sound, the hammer hit the divine sword, and suddenly the divine sword shattered.
The mute and the blind were startled, and rushed to his side quickly, only to see that the divine sword that Qin Mu had worked so hard to forge these days was shattered to the ground!
The divine sword was shattered into countless powders, because it was cast in a microcosm, and the divine gold and divine materials were transformed into the smallest particles, which were almost imperceptible.
Qin Mu grabbed a handful of fly ash and was dazed.
The blind man hastily opened his divine eyes to check the particles, frowned slightly, and whispered: "Mute, he intends to integrate fifteen kinds of Emperor's Seat exercises into this sword. But this sword cannot withstand such a powerful sword." the power of."
The mute inspected the particles on the ground carefully, distinguishing between different materials, and said: "In terms of material ratio, I can't do better than him, but... this sword can be regarded as forged!"
The blind man was slightly taken aback, the dumb man brushed away the dust, and took out a hilt from the bottom. There was a piece of broken sword on the hilt, only six inches long, and said with a smile, "It's this sword!"
Qin Mu originally thought that he had made a mistake in refining the treasure, and felt sad. Hearing this, he hurriedly looked over, only to see that although there was only a six-inch blade left, the broken sword was still sharp and its radiance remained undiminished!
The mute flicked his sword, and said with a smile: "Mu'er, you think too perfectly, you want to forge a perfect divine sword, which fits with your own Dao. But how can it be done overnight? The way of man is to sacrifice more than what is not enough. You just now Refining treasures means refining too much and involuntarily entering the human way."
Qin Mu seemed to understand but half understood, thoughtful.
"You practiced too much just now, but your skills are not yet full. Forcibly forging the divine sword, so that the divine sword was damaged and couldn't bear it, so it broke. As the saying goes, the dragon has regrets, and it won't last long."
The mute said: "But the way of heaven is more than enough to make up for. The residual sword is still there. Use your own surplus to make up for the deficiency of the residual sword. This is your Dao sword. You don't have to be perfect. This Dao sword still needs Only by constantly comprehending and perfecting your own cultivation technique and your own Dao can you complete it. The day when you complete your martial arts will also be the time when your sword is completed."
Qin Mu took over the broken sword, his thoughts moved slightly, and a beam of sword light shot out from the broken sword, like water, reflecting his face.
The mute said that he practiced too much, which is indeed true.
When he was refining this sword, what he was thinking in his heart was to refine an artifact that could carry his fifteen heavenly palaces, imprint his own Dao rune on the sword, and imprint his own perception of Tao into it.
Among the fifteen heavenly palaces, there are still six heavenly palaces that have not yet been completed. The lack of skills made his divine sword also have great shortcomings, and Qin Mu wanted to be perfect so that the divine sword shattered.
The mute smiled and said: "This sword will grow with you. Although it is a broken sword, when it grows up, it will be more powerful than other magical weapons!"
Qin Mu activated the Overlord Body Three Dan Gong, and the residual sword suddenly melted away, turning into countless fine particles, like flowing water, forming a long saber, and then, he lightly wiped the saber, and the long saber turned into a dragon spear .
The broken sword changes according to his will, but every time it changes into a different weapon, he needs to mobilize his own runes to make up for the missing part of the divine weapon.
And for each form, the missing parts are different, and the required avenue runes are also different.
Qin Mu put away the broken sword, still a little disappointed in his heart. His lack of skills caused the incompleteness of the divine sword, but he still wanted to refine a flawless divine weapon in his heart.
"Haste makes waste. Like the dumb grandfather and the village chief, those who practice a single Tiangong can actually refine themselves into magical weapons that suit them. I tried to cultivate the Great Heavenly Court, but I couldn't."
He settled down, and the voice of Dutian Demon King came from outside. Qin Mu walked out of the supervisory factory. It took five years in the sky to conquer the world of Tianyu, come and return!"
Qin Mu laughed loudly, helped him up, and said, "Brother Dutian has worked hard."
He called Long Qilin, took down the Hutian bottle, and said: "Your clansmen are all in the bottle, today I will give you the heavens of Hutian. Brother, please take a look."
Dutian Demon King suppressed his excitement, but saw Qin Mu take out the remaining Hongmeng Yuanye, flicked it with his fingers, and the Hutian Bottle flew up, getting higher and higher, and it didn't take long before he came to the vicinity of Yankang Yuanmu.
All of a sudden, this divine vase gradually grew bigger and turned into a treasure vase with a height of several tens of miles.
"Brother Dutian, you are now the master of the heavens." Qin Mu smiled.
Dutian Demon King looked up at the world of Hutian, bursting into tears unknowingly, and felt that the hard work of the past few years was worth it.